In the bluebell wood
enchanted laughter echoes
May lovers embrace
I had to run to the station this morning, worried I’ll get a fine, as I left my car there overnight. I caught a glimpse of bluebells in someone’s wild flower meadow/garden. The year is flying by. Need to get back to Pegsdon Hills, this time of year is magical, a carpet of blue in the woods kissing the edge of the hills.
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lovely ♥
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